An old man in gray clothes appeared in front of everyone with his bare fists.
To everyone's surprise, the old man did not hold a sword in his hand, but strode out with empty hands: "Little Lu Fan, you must die!"
The old man's aura was fierce and terrifying, and his hair and beards were all blown by the true energy. As he moved, every step he took, in the sight of others, seemed to make the air tremble! Like a god descending from the sky!
"Nangong Bofeng, long time no see."
Just when the old man's eyes were fixed on Lu Fan and Wenren Muxue, who were sitting cross-legged on the ground, meditating on their luck, an old voice suddenly sounded from the spot.
The old man was slightly startled, "Who is calling me?"
He was not surprised that someone here could directly call him by his name. After all, Wenren Mu Xue had already appeared, so it was not unusual for someone to recognize him.
He just felt that this voice seemed familiar... where had he heard it?
"If you dare to kill my brother, no matter who comes today, I will crush him to death with my own hands and send him to hell!"
Nangong Bofeng did not stop, the true energy in his hand condensed, turned into a scarlet wind blade, raised it directly, and suddenly struck Lu Fan's head!
"You don't even look at me before you kill someone again?"
That voice sounded again.
But this time, Nangong Bofeng paused slightly, his hand still raised in the air, but his whole face was stunned.
"I remember the last time I saw you, your Nangong Zhifa took the three of you brothers to meet me in my old house. Over the past few years, your strength has indeed improved a lot... Three Qi Transformed into a Sword, looking at Nangong
In this family, no one can help you."
The old voice was calm, like an old friend reminiscing about the past, but it also had a condescending tone.
"Nan, Nangong Zhifa..."
Nangong Bofeng's face became even stiffer. Nangong Zhifa was the current head of the Nangong family. Looking at the entire Chinese martial arts, he was also an absolutely powerful figure.
Even he only met Nangong Zhifa once. Five years ago, Nangong Zhifa took him and his eldest brother Nangong Bo Lei to visit an old man because of family instructions. One of them was Nangong Zhifa.
You have to wait at the door for an hour before you have the chance to meet the old man for five minutes...
Tremble!
Nangong Bofeng's body shook violently uncontrollably when he thought of the scene when he first saw the old man's majestic appearance.
The true energy of the sword in his hand was directly dissipated by the fear and tremors in his heart!
"Won't you look back at me?"
Old Man Xuanyuan's voice was light, but it carried a compelling magical power.
"When you and Nangong Zhifa went to see me, you seemed to have been waiting at the door for a long time. Now I am behind you. Don't you want to see me?"
"boom!"
Nangong Bofeng's true energy flashed in his hand. Without any warning, it turned directly into a bloody sword light, and he slapped hard behind him!
